OK, next round of lockdown-triggered PTSD confirmed. I better start getting ready again because apparently we're done doing the shit that makes lockdowns less likely 9_9
@Pwnzerfaust, do you really have no friends who are at higher risk for bad COVID? Obese friends? Friends with diabetes? Anyone in your life who is older like an aunt, uncle, or grandparent? Or little kids in your life who are going to have a bad time as experienced older teachers keep quitting the classroom due to inadequate workplace protections?
I am with Poo on this one.
What will happen, is that:
Government will DO NOTHING. It will tell you to go back to work. It will not acknowledge the debilitating disease that their policies have caused to flourish. They will NOT fix the systemic shortcomings of healthcare-- they will just say that people with covid syndrome have a non-disease, and need to just go back to work. (nevermind that they cant breathe, have multiple organ damage, have alterations in personality and associated personality disorders, and have problems with fine motor control and other maladies. Nevermind all of that. "IT IS NOT REAL, GO BACK TO WORK CITIZEN."
Lockdowns would require shutting down the economy, and NO, WE WILL NOT DO THAT CITIZEN. COVID IS NO BIG DEAL. GO BACK TO WORK. CONSUME. HAVE YOUR PARTIES. EVERYTHING IS FINE.
Except it's not. It will continue to kill people directly. It will continue to fuck people up. It will continue to make people sterile. It will continue to cause rampant miscarriages.
We just wont do a goddamn thing about it, and people intent on trying to mitigate the harm, will be maligned as chicken little.
When the collateral damage of that refusal to acknowledge and do what is necessary to manage the problem reaches a head, and global fertility rates drop below replacement EVERYWHERE, and the economy starts to implode, people will wake up from the happy delusion, and demand action.
But it will be too little, too late by then.
Analogy:
You are a pretty woman with very lovely breasts.
You notice a lump.
Your doctor says you need a double mastectomy, because you have very aggressive breast cancer. You refuse, because "MY TITTIES!" (You DO NOT understand Doctor! My breasts are a part of my identity as a woman, and you CANT just CUT THEM OFF!)
Things seem OK and fine, while you ignore your doctor. Until you get metastatic cancer, and have multiple organ failure, and debilitating pain everywhere, and your life is shit. You think back on your choices, and wonder if maybe you should have followed his advice.
But its too late now. You are terminal stage 4.